Oblivion breaks like the well of a… The atonement of ephemeral amnesia… I hold it, keep it from branching… Everything has come up, with it no… And I see; see all of the branche…

Cool and still, the blue of heaven… painted with it a spectrum of hued… Quiet and still, a morning breeze… picking up perfumes in the holy so… Freight trains full of cargo ready…

The valley of all things sways and… ever folding over and in; ancient are the sentiments, timele… hold to it, it will never fail. Stay with it and all things are br…